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ROOT TOWN: LUMINA CLOTH

LUMINA CLOTH: Is the city that never sleeps. It resembles a big city, but not as advanced as BREG EPONA. LUMINA CLOTH is also where the tournament is hosted every three months, and keeps track of all the guilds. In order to be counted as a guild, players

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Character Portrait: Gladius Character Portrait: Merc
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ImageGladius walked the streets of Lumina Cloth with as much discretion as she could manage. She hugged her robe tighter to her body, her face hidden underneath the huge hood. She stuck to the walls, keeping out of the way of the bustling crowd. She received a few looks for her oversized robe, but she paid them no mind. After all, she had seen much more ludicrous attires in this virtual world. Her little attempt at a disguise was still something that could be considered normal amongst them.

The root town was beautiful in its own right, though Gladius still preferred the certain air of refinement that Breg Epona offered, but she knew that her destination for that day would not be in the nicer parts of the town. She would be having to enter the shady alleyways of Lumina Cloth and find herself that godforsaken tavern. Even in the real world, Gladius was never a fan of anything that involved sweaty bodies in a small confined space, especially when said establishment was in the part of the town where crime and other truant behavior was afoot at all times. She wasn't worried about her safety, not at all. She knew her capabilities. She knew that in this world, she could protect herself. Instinctively, her hand carressed the hilt of her favoured weapon, Fear Rapier, underneath her cloak. Yes, any of the fools who dared attack her as she traversed the swine infested roads of Lumina Cloth's ghettos would suffer the wrath of her blade, but she wasn't about to go waving her rapier in the air like some kind of flag. That would destroy the importance of her attempt at a disguise, after all.

She didn't want Pheonix to know about what she did to protect their guild.

The pathetic swine to dare threaten their precious guild this time was a fairly averaged level player who went by the name of Chrono. Gladius had a fairly spread out network of players who continually reported news to her, and they had gotten word of another guild's planned sabotage of the Knights of Hyperion's base. Apparently, Chrono's guild deemed themselves as something sort of a rival of the Knights, even though Gladius had never heard of them prior. Nonetheless, they were a threat, no matter how miniscule, and Gladius knew just the man to take care of the job just how she liked it.

She finally rounded the corner to the tavern and saw a large burly man standing guard up front. She knew well enough how to deal with scum like him, but just to be safe, she held the sword beneath her robes with one hand as she approached him. "Hello," was her simple greeting that was responded to by a grunt and a raised brow. "I'd like to enter your establishment."

The man laughed coarsely, a decaying sound that made Gladius flinch. Men like him lost all hope in this world and the same could probably be said in the real one. He eyed her up and down, his lecherous gaze sending goosebumps all over Gladius' body as she shivered in disgust. Pigs. "Well, missy, how do you plan on making me let you enter my establishment?" The way he thrust his hips forward suggestively as he ran a hand over his plump stomach made Gladius want to hurl and her grip on her sword tightened. He made a move to put a hand on her and she instinctively took a quick step back, frown marring her features. His grin grew as he laughed crudely. "My, my. Feisty, aren't we? I like that."

She wanted to spit in his face, but she held herself back. Instead, she produced a few coins from her pockets and showed them to the man, whose eyes glimmered at the sight. "I demand entrance," she stated determinedly.

"Ohoho. A rich, pretty lady, eh?" He moved to snatch the coins from her hand but she was quicker. "A rich, feisty, pretty lady? Now I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun." His hands fell to the whip strapped to his waist as he took a large step forward, effectively destroying the distance Gladius put between them earlier.

His foul stench permeated her nose and she almost barfed, but she gripped her sword tight and prepared to fight. Dammit, she didn't want to ruin her ruse so early. What had Merc said if she were to encounter men like this? Ah, right. She straightened up her posture and gave one of her finest glares towards the man. "I am looking for a man named Merc. Take me to him." The mention of the name balked the man and Gladius internally smiled. The effect Merc had on these people was admirable and she respected him for that.

"Ah, you're that lady he said would be coming. Uh-uh. Come in, come in." He made a gesture for her to enter, whilst looking both mortified and apologetic. She brushed past him as she entered the tavern, nose crinkling in disgust at what she saw. "Don't tell him about our little talk out here, okay? We're fine, right? See, he's right there." He pointed towards a corner where a man who was undoubtedly Merc was seemingly passed out on a table.

She threw one last glance over her shoulder at the man and smirked before throwing her handful of coins at his face. The clinking that the tiny metals made attracted a couple of nearby players to hurry towards it, fighting the burly man for the small amount. Pathetic swines.

With a soft, dark chuckle, she moved towards Merc, throwing off her hood as soon as she was sure they had some privacy. "Merc?" she tried calling out his name, to which she received no response. Typical. She knew just the thing to wake him up. She reached inside her pocket carefully and procured the small cage in which one of the younger members of the guild placed a tiny, biting insect they caught. She put on a glove on her right hand and took the insect from its holding, and placed it on the asleep man's nape. "Don't let the bedbugs bite, Merc."